A end to, the era of, "Bobbling narcissism".
by, 10-05-2009 at 09:34 PM (4263 Views)
A end to, the era of, "Bobbling Narcissism".
I immediately see...~ 60 years old, in the future, sagging there pants.
oligarchy... is one of my favorite words. Makes me think about who are the "True minority" of people.
We have to learn how to be a "friend" and have friends before we learn how to be "brother's and sisters".
I was in the Cox cable, today. This old, blind sistah roared on the staff for taking too long.
I never thought about it, until today. But they had 3 out 10 stations open. And the one dude was in and out, in and out of the back like every customer.
She said, "Ex'cuse mee...Why is it taking soo long". (Loud )
The "Cox dude" was like, ..."miss, you can use the Express service" (*more at patronizing her).
She was like, "But I got money, I'm here to pay"! Then, she bust out like, "I'm blind..I'M BLIND". "Were is the Manager". "You keep taking all these breaks; back and forth in the back. You only using 3 stations.
Then another older Sistah, maybe in her 70's chimed right on in, talkin' bout the same thing.
*The first sistah was like, "I'm blind..I'M BLIND". "Were is the Manager".
The teller said ,"he's...(*lost the rest, cause she was in his stuff knee deep), You have to wait like everybody else".
Here's comes the "Facist Security dude" who helped her to her seat. He now's she's mad, but instead of walking her up to the counter, he was like "Ma'm, you need to calm down".
Of course she said, "NO"! "What is your job then?" He said, "Then you have to leave"
She said, "No I won't", "I ain't going nowhere, and you can call the police".
I thanked her for speaking up for us, and looked around the facility, just like I do at the bank, and she's blind,...3 tellers is working.
Were's the customer service???
I gave her my ticket and walked her up there.
She said, "I used to work here, I wouldn't even take breaks, before my customer was served".
My point is:
When I was in the Millitary, I didn't take breaks either. I worked through lunch, on my feet. Kissing a "whole bunch of ass", and "selling out' " and still was getting clowned (*I was naive, and didn't how serious I had dug myself into a hole by signing them contracts and getting my face checked for facial smoothess and hair, or if I had on Black socks).
I was being punished for working hard. Cause' I didn't know my place.
I had pride in what I was doing. I wasn't prideful; I was just proud to be working and doing my thang. Feeding my family.
Facism might be something like:
- You getting punished at the pumps.
- You get fired for not taking the flu shot.
- You are discriminated against for being miseducated, and poor.
- Women must use "Implanon"; Voluntary "sterilization"
- Get harrassed for wearing "locs" in your hair.
These people, behind the money, have lost there "pride". They are now guaranteeing that you will be "grateful" to pay them.
- Have to take showers with other men inside of these "institutions" (*ie, jail, prision, millitary).
kinda like slavery.
Peace be upon you
(Later, she say's when has it become a crime to talk or yell)
1 often capitalized : a political philosophy, movement, or regime (as that of the Fascisti) that exalts nation and often race above the individual and that stands for a centralized autocratic government headed by a dictatorial leader, severe economic and social regimentation, and forcible suppression of opposition
2 : a tendency toward or actual exercise of strong autocratic or dictatorial control <early instances of army fascism and brutality — J. W. Aldridge>
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